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cleo 1d
gotta have it all— you’re never satisfied
open up your mouth to speak but all i hear are lies
you can try to outrun this but there’s nowhere left to hide
wearing your defiance down, just like you did with mine


heartbreaker
manipulator
punching holes in his walls but tells you he’s your ‘savior’
makes your face his phone background then goes and breaks it later
message to those in his vicinity: YOU ARE IN ******* DANGER


do you remember? don’t try to deny it
standing by the window in your dejected silence
the day you mystifyingly transformed my No’s into willing compliance
cleo 1d
i don’t understand and i don’t think i ever will
siding with a monster that they know put me through years of hell

choosing him repeatedly
turning their fake snake backs on me
while he moves on so happily?

[deep sigh]

**** that.
and honestly?
*******, too, if you side with him
making all kinds of judgments like you’d know the type of pain i’m in

i had set plans and goals and aspirations a-plenty
long gone now, stuck in my feelings and my ways well in my twenties
my brain machine on repeat cycle for these soiled memories,
left here navigating a world where i no longer even know which me is me

“one night, that’s all it takes”
except it wasn’t; again i say for YEARS i stayed
going ‘too far a single time’ doesn’t negate his common rage

anyways
i get you love him and his music but i don’t really care
he’s a darkness lurking waiting to manipulate the air
a shadow: stalking, smothering, secret-holding, thieving(,) *******
that last one’s for me; because i hate him, if you haven’t gathered

“it happened WHEN? wow, THAT LONG AGO? just get over it”
“there’s no need to keep living in the past”
“what a crazy *****”

i’m sorry, i can’t hear you, you’ve caught me at a real bad time
i’ve gotta do something about that dang machine again
all it seems to do these days is WHINE

here’s to him:
go ahead and tell your little friends how i'm the crazy one
but don't forget to mention all the ****** up **** you've ever done
i know what you think and say about me to your new girls—
—but how about you?
can’t unleash your feelings without revealing the ***** truth

what the ******* think you’re laughing at?
let’s give you something to cry about instead
can’t remember just whose side you’re on after i flip the switch and see that red
not talking violence, sorry, i tend to get a little heated
it’s this lack of closure, justice, resolution that i’m needing

he knows exactly what he did, he just won't admit it
he doesn't seem to like that i put him in this "tough" position
kind of ironic, don't you think? given the situation
cleo 1d
empty wine bottles in your room
when i wake up, sometimes,
i still reach for you

empty glass bottles
rattling around in the backseat
why do i still think of you
cleo 1d
often catch you occupying my thoughts (/dreams)
who the **** let you in
you're not supposed to be here

first lost my dog then my best friend then girlfriend
the last two didn't die but i swear
sometimes it feels like they did
cleo Dec 2022
topo chico clinking in the backseat
reminds me of when i found the
empty something-else in your recycling

(sheesh)

driving me bonkers
that i still crave to kiss you
it’s the little things
that help me not miss you

bought me the wrong kind of candy for a late valentine’s
and maybe i shouldn’t care as much as i do
but i couldn't help the eerie feeling creeping inside
that things wouldn’t ever be what they used to
cleo Dec 2022
i don't mean to sound bitter
but
i hope one day you wake up to realize
just exactly what and who
you gave up on.

all the memories we made,
and planned to make,
slipping through our fingers like sand.
loss engulfing slowly, then all at once,
like lapping waves at my *****;
and i feel that familiar Heaviness return.

drowning in these flooded thoughts and flashbacks of happy memories
that will never see sequels.
i've been struggling to reach the surface,
the constant [online] reminders of
"What Could Have Been" swirling around my mind like an endless whirlpool
of heartbreak and disappointment.

these are all just a bunch of words and ways to say my whole sense of self aches as the time continues to pass.

i try my best not to think of you as
'the one that got away'.
i stayed;
i stood by your side;
i waited.
you're the one who stopped loving me;
you let go of my hand; and
you walked away.
cleo 1d
i look for you in the faces on the street
i ache for you in the songs that i sing

an out i didn't take
the memories unmade
a life we didn't live

he hurt me
but i hurt you
that's just the way it is
i spoke
and now i know
what i wondered long ago

i can't hide behind
that favorite line
the one i use to fantasize:

"what if I -"

speak and i am heartbroken.

----------------------------

"what if"

i hold my tongue and i never know?

i cannot say i'll never know
i broke my silence, not long ago

and my heart is broken
but at least i know,
which is better:

and it is to speak.
an answer is an answer, and i answered my own question on top of all of that.
I’m glad that I stayed
And scraped at your door like a dog.

You taught me that I should spare my nails
For those that wouldn’t let them start to bleed.
Thanks for the lesson
hoshi 5d
you were the moon, silver and serene,
orbiting my star in the vast unseen,
ww danced in celestial reverie,
two souls entwined in eternity.

ethereal nights, where time stood still,
we wove our dreams with tender skill,
each word, a constellation we cast,
a universe of moments too perfect to last.

but i, the shadow, the lingering storm,
brought chaos to your tranquil form,
a poison i didnt know i poured,
a wound i didnt know you bore.

now you are gone, a phantom glow,
an echo of light i’ll never know,
and ii remain, a relic, forlorn,
a keeper of memories, hollow and worn.

i wander through friendships, faces anew,
they laugh, they love, they call my name,
vut in their warmth, ifeel the same
empty, hollow, a vessel unwhole,
a drifting star with a fractured soul.

perhaps i was cruel, the toxin, the bane,
the weight in your heart, the cause of your pain.
was iever good, or just a façade?
a tempest cloaked in a smile’s charade?

i am trapped in the past, unable to flee,
bound by the chains of what used to be.
the memories cling, they whisper and weep,
their voices haunting the silence i keep.

iwish i could turn back the celestial tide,
to the nights where you stood by my side,
to hold the time, to freeze its flow,
to never let the fractures grow.

but you have flown to brighter spheres,
where pain dissolves, and love adheres.
i hope you’ve found a kinder sun,
a softer light to call you home.

now for me, i drift in the endless night,
a lonely star, dimmed of its light,
hoping one day, the cosmos will see,
the better person i just long to be.
i’m sorry.
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